[ She needs to cool off, before she starts yelling at him, but pacing back and forth is really not giving her any chill, just clarity of mind.

Finally, she stops to look at him square in the eye. ]

I grasp that there are many things I do not know in life. I know that you have many more years on me, and I fully accept there is much I have to learn about you because of that.

[ A deep breath. Here, she does soften. ]

You believe that you hurt me, physically. If anything, you have wounded my vanity. I am the one to blame for my own naivety and for not being forthright. I withheld my virtue from you, and my misfortune, even if involuntary. Hindsight has allowed me to acknowledge that that was my own undoing.

It has nothing to do with you, James. I am not made for this, clearly.